My Cheerful Martian

My Cheerful Martian owned a lava lamp that they sometimes rub on his belly. This seems a funny proposal, to my children, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea is out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a lava lamp is the thing to choose.

My Cheerful Martian always carried a bag of poop that they would sometimes throw. It should be a fairly weird activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was out of this world. A bag of poop would be the thing that was opted for.

My Cheerful Martian craved for a rubber johnny that they would sit and look at. It was considered to be a weird and wonderful idea, to my children, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was entertaining. Strangely, a rubber johnny was the chosen item.

My Cheerful Martian desperately desired a cucumber to demolish. This is certainly a fairly different activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who expected that it was in fact, epic. A cucumber being the chosen item.

My Cheerful Martian desperately desired a sword that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It would be a curious approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who thinks that it was in fact, spectacular. Strangely, a sword being the item selected.

My Cheerful Martian desperately craved for a bat that they would often drop. One might find this to be an astonishing operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who feels that the idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a bat is the item to select.